*looking at the OC I crafted with my own hands* what the actual hell is her problem
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@santimonium
*looking at the OC I crafted with my own hands* what the actual hell is her problem
my collection
hello 👋 i am the worlds smallest bug 🐛 and ☝️ i too would like to “fag it up” if i may
they hate me for my flat facial expressions and inability to contribute to conversations
in order to preserve my internet privacy i’ll have to start feeding everyone misinformation about myself. i don’t eat. i don’t sleep. i don’t breathe. i don’t blink. i don’t have “blood”
they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of
its fucked up but the only emotion possible is jealousy
(forgetting the word erogenous) hey girl, are your horns an erogenous zone? (I remembered it at the end lol)
oh my GOD i hope no one realizes i have multiple facets
oh thank god…
"riding my biggest dildo imagining it's you" ok i ah. hm. i don't quite know how to say this but. perhaps instead consider a thimble
aromanticism is so funny. listening to the romantic struggles of my coworkers and family members nodding my head intrigued writing on my imaginary clipboard. hmmm yes i see. my diagnosis is that “being in love” appears to suck a lot of the time. my condolences to you and your family
I like when construction workers spray paint their strange sigils on the pavement
guy who's having gauzy idealized wife flashbacks for the whole adventure but it turns out she isn't dead or anything he just really misses her and wants to get home
no one else twists the knife as good as u come over
hey does anyone have that poem. about the author seeing two boys cuddling on a hotel lobby couch, where he refers to it as something like an island of safe anonymity or smth. its been 5000 years my college boyfriend had it written out and pinned to his wall
THANK YOU @witchoflight it is indeed "on traveling together" by Kayleb Rae Candrilli
you have a disgusting storytelling addiction
It’s true. It goes back a long way, too. It all started when…
let's get all the mirrors in the bottom of the well
mickey afton (no)